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Sheba, the Jewel of Tolbi ([personal profile] jeweloftolbi) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2013-08-10 03:38 am

[OPEN] I was told a million times of all the troubles in my way

Characters: Open
Setting: Cafeteria/Cathedral/Library throughout the day
Format: Action brackets
Summary: A new Sheba arrives and explores the tower.
Warnings: Sheba reads minds and sees the future. There is a permissions post here. If you don't fill it out and it would be IC for her to try it I will have her try but leave it up to you if it succeeds or not.

Option A. Cafeteria, Morning
[Another day, another new arrival. This one doesn't look that different from the other Sheba whom has already been here a while. She is dressed the same, looks the same, and even has the same collar. But she doesn't have the same ability to eat non-oatmeal meals without getting sick yet so she is seated at a table alone and making a face at it. It isn't bad, just bland, which for someone who grew up in a palace might well have been the same thing.]

Option B. Cathedral, Afternoon
[It is no sanctum, but the grandeur of the cathedral reminds Sheba of home. She is idly walking through the rows of pews and is half tuned in to the indistinct mumbling coming from the front. When she gets there however, there is only silence. She frowns but ignores the silence for a while and instead of thinking about what might have been making the noise before she looks up at the stained glass windows.

It isn't Tolbi but it is very pretty here. The corners of her lips curve up in what might be the beginning of a smile and she lingers.]


Option C. Third Floor Library, Evening
[It is late. Sheba doesn't much care however, because she has stumbled on something wonderful: Books. This library rivals the collection Babi had kept in Tolbi and it delights her to see it. It is no hint of a smile on her face but a real one as she weaves through the shelves.

Anyone in the library might see her doing a handful of things: Going up on her tiptoes to try and reach a book that is a little high, looking intense and concentrating as a light breeze loosens a book from a shelf that is obviously out of her reach and sends it falling into her waiting arms, wandering to a chair with an armful of books, or finally abandoning sitting in the chair to pile the books onto it and around it as she lies on her stomach on the ground with a few books open in front of her and delights in all the things there are to read.]

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